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You & I
We don't wanna be like them
We can make it till the end...
JJ ran his hand through his hair, making it stick up in all directions, Kie having to repress the urge to flatten it. She had no right to; JJ wasn't her real boyfriend, even though everyone else apparently believed it. But things had become... complicated - well, more like her heart had forgotten the difference between imagination and harsh reality.
"Sarah's watching us," JJ hissed out of the corner of his mouth, sliding his arm around Kie's waist, startling her.
"So?" Kie hissed back through a forced smile as she tilted her head up to his.
"Do you seriously believe she's buying this whirlwind romance shit?" JJ said as he then kissed Kie, which wasn't as awkward as he'd thought it would be before they'd started this farce. Sure she was hot and all, but y'know, no Pogue on Pogue macking. But it made a strange sort of sense, not that he would admit this.
Kie leaned against JJ, bitterly remembering the reason she'd started this madness. John B and Sarah had suddenly hooked up out of the blue, with Kie and John B exchanging words over how quickly he'd moved on from his crush on Kie, even though she'd been the one to reject him. But Kie's vanity had been wounded, and Sarah had soon got wind of it, winding up with Kie accusing Sarah of helping herself to her leftovers. Sarah had retorted Kie had a thing for John B and was in denial about it, so Kie had flipped. She had roped JJ into a crazy plan to show she didn't give two shits about Sarah and John B being together, macking on JJ in front of them every chance she got.
"Y'know, Kie," JJ began, exhaling sharply, "remember what I said about Sarah and drinking poison?"
"Shut up, JJ," Kie snapped, but she grinned despite herself, making JJ shake his head ruefully before dropping a quick kiss on her tumbled curls.